Sorry Not Sorry

Album: Trapsoul (2015)
Charted: 67
  • Fight
    Hey
    God damn, I'm winning
    God damn, I'm winning
    Got money now you done switched up on me

    I used to think about how you would act when a nigga got money
    Now you done switched up on me
    Now you wanna say "what's up?" to me
    Okay, so now you wanna make love to me

    Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me
    I know you thought we had something special
    But you don't mean nothing to me
    Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me

    Just be honest, girl what you want from me?
    This ain't nothing new, keep it so one-hundred
    I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me
    I go by God-Tiller, you better run from me
    Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money
    Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me
    I'm high on life, that's what it does for me
    My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)

    Young nigga, young nigga
    Your friends bad too?
    Then tell 'em come with you
    And we like bitches with they own shit
    We don't like gold diggers

    Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me
    I know you thought we had something special
    But you don't mean nothing to me
    Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me

    This the shit I don't condone, and
    Cheating on your man but you can get it if you want it
    Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit
    Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah
    Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up?
    This the motherfuckin' 502 come up
    And every time I'm back in the city
    Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga)

    Young nigga, young nigga
    Your friends bad too?
    Then tell 'em come with you
    And we like bitches with they own shit
    We don't like gold diggers

    Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me
    I know you thought we had something special
    But you don't mean nothing to me
    Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me

    Every nigga did you wrong, except for me
    I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me
    Say you lovesick, girl I got the remedy
    I'll give you long dick and longevity
    Don't settle for less or for infidelity
    Niggas ain't built like me
    He can't bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me
    Or even keep the business behind his lips like me
    I got a hundred fucking problems
    Good brain, am I fucking with a scholar?
    Woodgrain, I'mma grip it when I whip it
    If I take a shot and brick it, I'mma flip it
    Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it
    Gotta make sure my brothers is eating I'mma split it
    If she throw that pussy at me I'mma hit it
    Pen Griffey, but she won't get a penny, no (boy, if you don't get)

    Young nigga, young nigga
    Your friends bad too?
    Then tell 'em come with you
    And we like, bitches with they own shit
    We don't like gold diggers

    Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me
    I know you thought we had something special
    But you don't mean nothing to me
    Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me

    Hey
    God damn
    We don't like golddiggers
    God damn I'm winning
    Oh noWriter/s: BRYSON TILLER, TIMOTHY MOSLEY, JETMIR SALII
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
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